| Been lying here for hours
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| Can’t get my eyes to close
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| Can’t get one moments peace
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| To save my doggone soul
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| I’ve been doing more than drinking'
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| Trying' to ease my pain
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| But everywhere I go, somebody speaks your name
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| All my friends keep on asking'
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| Boy what’s wrong with you
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| I say I’m worried, worried down with the blues
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| Tried to be a good man
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| Worked my fingers to the bone
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| And you returned the favor
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| By wreckin' up my happy home
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| You played so many dirty tricks
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| 'Til I lost my faith in you
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| Now you want me to take you back
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| What’s a poor man supposed to do
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| Worried down with the blues
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| Oh, yes I am
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| Worried down with the blues
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| Feel like I was born to lose
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| I used to walk with pride
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| With my head held high
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| Now I’m staring down at my shoes
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| Yes, I’m worried, worried down with the blues
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| You made me turn my back
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| On my very best friends
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| And when my back was turned
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| You were messin' around with them
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| Still I’d give up everything
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| To have you back by my side
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| 'Cuz in the cold, cold night
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| When I reach for you
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| All I’m holdin' is my foolish pride
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| Worried down with the blues
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| Oh, yes I am
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| Worried down with the blues
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| Feel like I was born to lose
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| I used to walk with pride
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| With my head held high
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| Now I’m staring down at my shoes
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| Yes I’m worried, worried down with the blues |